My Supernatural Life

Sorry for the crappy title, I am not so good with titles. And also the beginning is not as good at it could be, but I promise after chapter two it is amazing; at least that is what I have been told. Anyway, its about a girl with abilities and troubles; your everyday typical YA book. Hope you like it!
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"NO!" I screamed waking up from a horrible nightmare, shooting
out of bed and pulling on some sweatpants. I realized they
weren't mine, so, I slowed to a normal morning pace, and then I
remembered where I was. I was at Cameron's, and the sweats were
his not mine, I already had my sweats on. I heard him rustling
around to come and see why I screamed, "I'm fine," I lied. I
hurried up and tried to find a piece of paper and a pen to write
him a note hoping I would be fast enough and be gone before he
was up the stairs.

"You're lying," he was close, already almost at the end of the
hall, how did he get up here so fast? There's something more he's
not telling me.

I needed to leave before he got in here, if only I could find
that darn pen! I heard him walk in the door, "Stop," I commanded,
he did. "You're going to go back to sleep and not get up for
another five minutes. You are then going to come in here and
discover a note that I wrote, it will be on the nightstand. You
are going to forget you heard me scream, forget what happened
within the last three minutes, now go back downstairs." he turned
around in a zombie like way that scared the crap out of me, I
can't believe I did that. I turned and rummaged through the
drawer finally finding that darn pen. I wrote; "I'm sorry, I
had to leave it was an emergency, we can talk later. I'll call
you. I'm so sorry. Love Bayli."

I climbed out the window and ran to my car, my only destination
was the hospital. So many thoughts were running through my mind,
but the main one was my being able to control Cameron like that,
I never use to be able to use my abilities on him, why now? I had
to pull over because the tears in my eyes were impairing my
vision, I wished to just be at the hospital already, that I
didn't need to drive there. Next thing I knew, I was there, in
the parking lot, in my car, perfectly parked. "Great, another
ability I can't control, just great," I thought, getting out
of my car looking around to make sure no one had seen what
happened, good thing it was early in the morning and still dark.
I walked towards the hospital, the hospital I had planned to work
at and go to nursing school at, the hospital I use to smile at
for some odd reason. I walked through the clear sliding glass
doors into the large white waiting room with floral furniture. I
walked to the hallway where room 224 was, I turned the corner and
low and behold, my missing phone was hanging from the door knob.
This was a very interesting way of giving me my phone, although I
didn't know he had taken it from me, what the hell is wrong with
people. I grabbed my phone, attached to my phone was a rather
small piece of paper it said, "She's out for testing, won't
be back for a while. Meet me in the cafeteria. NOW."

So I finally get to meet my stalker face to face, I have mixed
emotions about this, it could be a good thing or a bad thing. The
dream I woke up from ran through my mind, I saw what appeared to
be my stalker, Cameron, Alex and a gun, just great. I start for
the cafeteria and hesitate once I'm half way there, maybe I
should call Cameron now. No, I need to do this on my own, I
arrive at the cafeteria doors. I walk in slowly and take in
everything, the rush of people getting their breakfast, the
gossiping nurses at the table, most of who I know. I concentrate
on them and can hear what they are saying, even though they are
on the other side of the cafeteria, "Did you hear about the new
doctor? He use to be a convicted felon in some other country but
now he has a new identity and all that, that's-" I cut them off
and looked to another group of people. "Yeah, you know those
people up in the fish ward-," The fish ward is what we call our
rehabilitation center, I'm not quite sure why, we just do. I turn
to focus on another group when I see him out of the corner of my
eye. The figure is so familiar even though I've only seen him
twice. I turn to see him walking towards me, what do I do? Then
he abruptly turns around, again. That must mean Cameron is behind
me, he found me, why did he have to find me right now?

"Why do you keep doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"You keep showing up every time I'm about to come face to face
with that kid that left me that note. I don't know why but he
won't come up to me when you're around-"

"I'm sorry," he interrupted, "let's go up to Alex's room the
doctors were just bringing her back when I was up there, they'll
have some news."

That causes me to have more suspicion for some reason. Then the
suspicion subdued when I began to feel guilty for pushing his
thoughts, why did I do that, why now. What's wrong with me? I
walk away and Cameron followed. That really scared me, how could
I use my abilities on him now and not at the beginning, when I
had no control over what I was doing and didn't know how to use
most of my abilities. We got to Alex's room just as a doctor came
in.

"Hello, Bayli," She said sounding surprised.

"Hello, Doctor Woods, how is Alex, any results?"

"Do you know the patient? Hmm I was not aware," she even sounded
like her being shocked wasn't actual shock.

"Yes, I do know her, she's my best friend."

"Oh, well, you didn't hear this from me, she hesitated because
Alex and I aren't biologically related and you're not supposed to
share someone's medical information unless they are family. "I'm
sorry to tell you hun, but she has a tumor in her brain, looks
like she's had it for quite some time, maybe since she was an
infant. As for the reason she's in the coma, the tumor was
somehow inflamed, I believe it was a clumsy mistake and she must
have tripped and fell and hit her head on the way down." She
looked at me sympathetically, turned around and left the room,
closing the door behind her.

I turned around and Cameron was already there to comfort me, he
squeezed me tight and assured me she would get better. I began to
cry, I cried till my eyes stopped producing tears, and even then
I cried. A thought occurred to me, "That's probably why I always
got headaches when I was around her or when I read her mind, and
pushed her thoughts. I mean I get headaches all the time, but
these ones were different and it didn't feel familiar, it felt
strange. But she never complained of having such bad headaches,
why could I feel them when she couldn't? Why didn't I see this
coming? I could have gotten her help sooner or something along
those lines!" I was blaming myself, again.

"Stop, it's not your fault, don't beat yourself up about it. You
couldn't have done anything more than what you already have,
which is be the best friend you can to her and even then you
confided in her about your secret and knowing Alex, that was
probably one of her proudest moments, to have a friend like you."
He looked at me with sympathy, love, and appreciation. I did feel
a little better, but I still felt like there was something more I
could do, I just wasn't sure why or what it was.

We stayed the night at the hospital, I couldn't leave knowing
that A) my stalker was here in the building, possibly; and B) my
best friend was much more ill than I thought. I slept on the
green couch that was up against the cream wall of the room, which
had a strip of wall paper that contained red, purple and orange
kangaroos, while Cameron slept in a blue uncomfortable looking
chair. I dreamt of this brilliant glowing gold light, emanating
off of someone and I knew it was of great power. It was like
nothing I've ever seen before, then the light reached me and it
felt so warm and healing. I could feel its healing ability as it
surrounded me, I needed to get closer to the source to thank them
for heeling my sore muscles and my broken emotions. But the
closer I got, the farther away the source seemed to be, the
silhouette of whoever was giving me this great gift just kept
getting further away, out of my reach.

"What the-"my dream was interrupted, I woke to the blinding,
sparkling, glowing gold light. I couldn't see anything at all,
the light engulfed my vision, then it started to dim, I began to
panic as the room became pitch black, the beautiful light had
diminished. I think I saw Cameron standing in an I'm ready to
attack mode, then I heard Alex mumble.